"Men are all brutes," said Lettie, hotly, without looking up from her book.
"Why, women are cruel enough," said Leslie, with a glance at Lettie.
Lettie clung to my mother, and sobbed a few quiet sobs, hidden in her bosom.
Lettie leaned out and waved to them, and they cried "'ooray!"
The girls screamed, and Lettie herself was almost thrown into the water, for she was standing.
